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Spring Time


There are no roses without thrones As nature awakes itself, trees and flowers acquire new clothes The beauty of life on earth unfolds Secrets of an ambience untold, demonstrates colors so precious as gold, Green is the grass, blue is the sky, and yellow is the sun Everyone comes out from their blankets to refresh and have fun The season of sunshine, and innovative delight When flowers of every kind blossom into new colors, pretty and bright Bugs and plants build amiability, And every aspect of humanity is filled with serene tranquility, The sun smiles, as it brightens the pathway for me to see No longer concealed in fog, the moon is set free The season after winter and before summer Where People go out and have fun with one another, Children are set lose to go outside and play The season of spring makes me happy for every new day When spring is over, The days go back to normal, and I anxiously wait for the next spring to get closer This season of renewal and time of growth Describes the season I love the most The season when life is alive in every living thing That's what comes to mind when I think of spring. Romario N. Seaton
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